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Cinnamon finally manages to grab a few minutes of Rest and Relaxation after a hard week of disapproving of, well, things that needed to be dispproved of, and a week of having to control her hoomins.

It's a hard life being Queen Cinnamon, so it's all the sweeter when she can finally relax among the dandelions - and she can probably get more intelligent conversation from them than the hoomins can offer!

Cinnamon ponders her hoomins' mortality, since she of course will live forever in the hearts and minds of her adoring public. Generations yet unborn will learn of her greatness, while we will be as dust.